ECHEYDE

Tenerife is a confrontation between the solid and the dissolving. Here, biology mimics geology. The flora does not sway; it stands rigid, adopting the architecture of the stone from which it grows. This is Echeyde: a landscape of resistance.

I sought to document the friction between the volcanic mass and the erasing presence of the ocean. In between, the human leaves a fragile mark: a cable straining against a trunk, a road disappearing into the mist, the pastel geometry of a house claiming space against the dark, tangled laurel.

This is a visual archive of tension: a place where the organic calcifies into sculpture, and where the human trace reads like a temporary annotation on an ancient text.